Oops, this one was really long so I broke it up into two chapters. Can't guarantee that the following chapters will be as long, though.

I don't own any Marvel characters, by the way.

Rock N Roll All Night

(And Party Everyday)

KISS

"You have got to be kidding me!" a familiar voice said laughingly. Maggie looked up from the last of her homework she was trying to finish before the first bell rang.

"Stay away from me Parker, I already get enough shit being seen around you," Maggie growled but the corner of her mouth quirked up, throwing her fake composure out the window.

"This is the third time this has happened!" Peter said as he sat next to Maggie on the retaining wall outside their school.

"You have to change," Maggie said tilting her head back down to finish her homework. Peter looked down at his plaid shirt, jeans, and black sneakers then looked over at Maggie who was wearing an embarrassingly similar patterned flannel, jeans, and black canvas ankle boots. He shifted his gray beanie to scratch the back of his head.

"You change!" he said. He filed this moment in his mind as yet another blaring example that they were absolutely made for each other, though he'd never point that out to Maggie.

"No can do, bud," Maggie said scratching out the last equation on the paper, "I'm not wearing anything under this shirt." Peter shifted uncomfortably as he always did when Maggie said things that made him picture things he shouldn't be about his best friend.

"Fine, but you have to take your beanie off, I've got terrible hat-hair."

"You always do," Maggie responded with a teasing grin as she slid her beanie off and shoved it into the black hole that was her bag while Peter began unbuttoning his shirt to reveal a worn-out Eagles tour t-shirt. Maggie smiled at the sight of the shirt. It had been Peter's father's; he never wanted to wear it, but Maggie told him it made him look cool and that he should want to have something of his father's. She was right on both accounts, of course.

Maggie did admire Peter. He was probably as smart as her, if not smarter, and though they had only known each other a little over a year she knew he was one of the best friends she'd ever have. Sometimes she'd catch herself watching him in class, drumming his pen on his desk or running his fingers through his perfectly messy hair. She'd always grin silently when she'd catch him humming Rock N Roll All Night by KISS, which seemed to be forever stuck in his head. She'd quickly shake herself out of the reverie, though, because they were just friends, that's probably all they'd ever be. Even after spending hours together in her father's lab and any other free time down by the abandoned cargo warehouses where Peter taught her how to skateboard, there was no indication that Peter had the slightest interest in her. This was something she had gotten used to when interacting with boys, even before she switched to public school where they were far less self-obsessed.

The only guy who had ever shown any interest in her was Wade, who, up until she turned 18 last month, probably shouldn't have been showing interest at all. Maggie still found herself enjoying their intense sparring matches at the gym, and later their hookups at the random parties he would take her to. Mostly he ran with the mutants, who certainly had some cool party tricks, but no one seemed overly fond of Wade for too long at a time. Maggie herself couldn't really tell what she liked so much, other than he was funny and actually showed interest in her. Peter hated Wade's guts, which made absolutely everything difficult. Wade was the only thing Maggie and Peter ever fought about. The last time they fought, Maggie banned Peter from the Stark labs for three weeks. After that Peter learned it was better to just keep his mouth shut around her. Peter did always enjoy the times he'd get alone with Tony and Steve, though, because they hated Wade just as much and he liked to imagine that Maggie's dads would rather she dated Peter.

Maggie was glad to see Peter before she started classes because she knew today would be a nightmare. She had easily aced the last test she took in chemistry and finished well before her classmates who bitched and moaned the whole way through about how difficult it was. Today those tests would be returned and Maggie had an uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach that she would throw off the curve of grades again, something her classmates resented her for. She much preferred AP physics, which she had with Peter, because all the students in the class earned their way in and everyone happily competed for the top grade.

"Way to go Stark," several students growled as the teacher turned his back on the class.

"I'm going to fail this class because of you! So not cool."

"Why do you have to be such a nerd?"

Maggie sunk in her seat and forced herself not to bury her face in her hands. For a fleeting second she wished they would stop making fun of her for her brains and make fun of her for her money or her two gay dads like the private school kids did when she was younger, those things were at least ever so slightly less personal. She lifted her eyes wearily to the clock, only five more minutes until her lunch period, followed by a free period. She used that full time to her advantage, and since the weather was still nice she could probably grab a hot dog in the park with Peter.

Finally the bell rang and Maggie dragged herself out of the seat she had ensconced herself in and shuffled out of the classroom with one last sympathetic look from her teacher. Peter was waiting right outside, unfortunately with his camera poised and ready. The rapid click of the shutter told Maggie that he had captured the pained expression on her face before she could hide it. She shoved her hand into the camera lens, something she knew would bother Peter because he'd have to meticulously clean it, "Not the time Pete."

"Aw Mags don't be like that," Peter pleaded following her down the hall towards her locker. She opened it, shoved her books in unceremoniously then shut it again before everything could tumble out onto the floor.

"You know better than to shove that thing in my face after chemistry!" she snapped back. That class had been a real sore subject for the past two months. Peter cradled his camera and whispered, "She didn't mean it, baby." Maggie rolled her eyes and smiled a little. Peter was quick to snap another picture of Maggie who immediately pretended like she was going to take another swing at the camera. Just then someone came up from behind Peter and slapped the back of his head, knocking his beanie off and causing his glasses to jolt off his face.

"Photo geek!" the kid said as he continued running down the hall. Maggie quickly bent over and plucked Peter's glasses and hat off the dirty hallway floor.

"High school is a terrible place," Peter said shaking his head. It was a simple phrase him and Maggie had both latched onto their junior year when they were both picked on for their outstanding grades.

"That wasn't even a good insult," Maggie said woefully, "Like he didn't even try! Seriously, with Instagram and all that shit anyone could be a 'photo geek'."

"'S alright," Peter responded while pushing the center of his glasses up his nose with his index finger, a quirk Maggie had always liked. No, she thought, don't do that to yourself, you're just friends.

"God, what's a kid gotta do around here to be cool?" Maggie said as they headed out of the school to get lunch.

"Do something stupid, like throw a party," Peter mumbled bitterly as he tugged a bright yellow leaf off a low-hanging branch.

"My dads are away for . . . business this weekend. They won't be back for a few days and Halloween's next Wednesday," Maggie mused.

"Wait! You're not serious are you?" Peter said stopping in his tracks.

"It could be fun," Maggie responded tentatively.

"You're going to let a bunch of teenagers run rampant over Stark Tower?" Peter asked incredulously, knowing that most teenagers were not as responsible or level-headed as them.

"JARVIS can lock off all the places I wouldn't want anyone," Maggie said, the gears in her head really starting to turn, "Plus I doubt we could ever do more damage to that place than my own dad in his Iron Man suit. Peter we could really do this!" Peter agreed, but he wasn't so sure he wanted to end up on Iron Man's bad side. He just prayed they wouldn't get caught.

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